On the top floor of the inpatient department of Redland Hospital was a VVIP ward where the daily fees amounted to several thousand dollars. Dylan stepped out of the elevator and walked to the end of the corridor, pushing open the door of the ward guarded by several bodyguards clad in black.

Once inside, he locked the door behind him, just as he had done every time.

The man lying on the hospital bed, who had his eyes closed, quickly removed the various equipment attached to his body and sat up.